Yestuhday someone harried me so!
Oh boy,
I let the fellow have it
Between the ears,
A poem for him
spoken with malice
And much venom.
Oh boy,
my words rang true:
Foul, filthy cussed words-
E’ery cursed word
In right place,
Oh boy,
And they sang true.
Now I could do much worse
And write it down for you.
Benny